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Dennis Jansen

April 20th, 2010

More mansions

I love the Lake of the Isles neighborhoods but I need to stop taking pictures here. The residents probably think I’m casing their homes:

Lake of the Isles Mansion

Hey, if law school doesn’t work out…

April 20th, 2010

The Junkies have a gun

A rehab program rents the apartment underneath mine. This means that junkies camp out in the hallways and loom by the front door of the building until they are let in.

This also means that there is a lot of random screaming in the middle of the night.

Last night’s drunken screamfest was particularly vicious:

Judd: “Ugh. They are at it again. What is going on?”
Me: “Junkie neighbors. I dunno. Lemme sleep.”

The screaming continues, and then we hear a LOUD gunshot from the room underneath mine.

Judd: “…was…was that a gunshot?”
Me: “Welcome to the neighborhood. Lemme sleep.”
Judd: “…WHAT? Aren’t you going to call the police?”
Me: “…if I called the police every time I heard a gunshot…”
Judd: “But this is RIGHT underneath you…”
Me: “I have international tax law at 8:30am. If I call the police I won’t be awake for class.”

More screaming from downstairs…someone starts wailing…

Judd: “…”
Me: “Fine. If there’s another gunshot I’ll call. Hopefully the bullet doesn’t go through the floor and hit us. I should have bought a thicker mattress…damn Ikea…”


I ran into one of my old neighbors last week at Little Tijuana restaurant. She asked, “Do you think the landlord knows he’s a slumlord?” I wasn’t sure then, but today I went to the management company’s office in between classes to tell him just that.

I was sick of the building drama (urine, feces, and trash in the hallway, domestic violence and junkies…) and I was going to give my landlord a piece of my righteous indignation Marguerite Oswald style.

The management company’s office manager claimed that she only recently found out about the hot mess:

Office manager: “Oh, don’t worry. They are being evicted and should be out real shortly. The first complaint we received was last Thursday!”

That was a lie because I called about the junkies weeks ago. That had a feeling that they weren’t keeping any record of the problem, which is why I went in.

The manager said that they needed police calls that identified a specific apartment to quickly process evictions.

She also said I wouldn’t have to give 2 months notice or a new deposit if I moved to another one of the company’s buildings, which is a possibility if more gunslinging junkies move into the building…ugh.

April 20th, 2010

Busty seeks Viking Dave

Judd and I went to Davanni’s last night. Davanni’s is a pizzeria in Uptown Minneapolis.

We walk into Davanni’s and there is a busty, middle-aged woman (with inadequate bra support!) standing in front of the ordering counter, near the door.

Busty looks upset and a little crazy, so of course she comes up and talks to us:

Busty: “Where’s Dave?”
Judd: “Who?”
Me: “We don’t know Dave.”
Busty: “Dave! Dave! Football Dave! Viking Dave!”
Judd: “We don’t know Dave…”
Busty: “DAVE GUNDERSON!”
Me: “We don’t know Dave Gunderson.”
Busty: “You haven’t seen him?”
Me: “No.”
Busty: “Dave!”
Me: “Um, no.”
Busty: “Viking Dave!”
Me: “Um, still no. Don’t know him. Haven’t seen him.”

Busty storms out of the restaurant, and then comes back.

Busty: “Well if you see Dave Gunderson and if you see me… you will tell me won’t you?”
Judd: “…um…what?”
Me: “Yes.”

She exits again, comes back.

Busty: “AND YOU TELL HIM THAT IT’S MY BIRTHDAY AND I AM AN ARIES!”

Busty exits. The pizzeria workers are amused:

Pizzeria Guy #1: “That woman has lost her mind.”
Pizzeria Guy #2: “What did she say to you?”
Me: “That if we saw Viking Dave, to tell him that it’s her birthday and that she’s an Aries.”
Pizzeria Guy #2: “She told you she was an Aries?!”
Me: “Uh…yeah?”
Pizzeria Guy #2: She told us she was a Pisces!”
Pizzeria Guy #1: “Hm. No, if she was born today she’d be an Aries…”
Pizzeria Guy #3: “Uh…okay, we are freaking the customers out now… what would you guys like?”


Note: Apparently Viking Dave is a local football fan… we never found out who Busty was. Wife? Stood up date?